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Craig could hear the music from inside The Cuddle Room from down the street as he approached. It had been over a week since he was last here and met Tyler. Craig still hadn't heard back from him. Over the last few days he had pulled out his phone to text him a few times, but lost his nerve just before sending the message. A towering polar bear bouncer stood by the door, thick arms crossed in front of him as he eyed the patrons coming and going. The bear glanced down at the much shorter man as he approached, giving Craig a friendly nod and smile as Craig passed him into the club. As before, Craig found himself almost overwhelmed by the pulsing music and strobing lights of the dance floor. Anthros and humans crowded the dance floor, some dancing apart, others grinding against each other to the music. Craig glanced toward the booth where he had first met Tyler, but tonight it was occupied by a gray furred wolf and a man. The wolf's arm was draped around the man's shoulders, and their heads were leaned together as they chatted and watched the others on the dance floor. Craig glanced across the other booths and tables, but there was no sign of Tyler. Craig decided he would hit the bar and see where the night took him. Passing around the dance door, he approached the bar and took a seat on one end that was relatively unoccupied. A fox leaning against the wall observed Craig as he passed him, his nostrils flared as he took in the human's scent, noticing his odor was all natural. The fox smiled to himself, the man must have done his research, and knew that anthros weren't fond of strong deodorants, or body sprays. Anthros were usually repelled by them in fact, the odors too strong for their sensitive noses. The fox found Craig's scent extremely appealing. Craig had ordered a beer, and was contemplating texting Tyler again, but was startled from his thoughts when he felt a hand trail across his shoulders and when he turned to look, found a fox had plopped down on the stool next to him. The fox leaned against the bar, turning to face Craig, and crossed his legs. The fox grinned at him, observing Craig with great interest from bright blue eyes. Craig took in the foxes slim physique, black fur covered his hands, blending into bright reddish/orange halfway down his forearms. The fox wore a fishnet top, and Craig was able to see the snowy white fur of his chest.

“Hey there hun, mind if I join you?" The fox inquired in a low sultry voice.

“Uh, no, that would be fine!" Craig stammered, taken back by the foxes beauty. The fox's grin grew wider as he saw Craig eating him up with his eyes.

“My name's Frederick, but call me Freddie" the fox said as he extended his hand to Craig, who timidly reached out and shook it, enjoying the soft fur of the foxes hand on his.

“I'm Craig, it's nice to meet you Freddie" Craig replied, still holding the foxes hand in his, staring into Freddie's blue eyes until eventually the fox chucked and gently disentangled himself from Craig's grip.

“First time in The Cuddle Room?" The fox asked him, placing a hand gently on Craig's thigh. The man's eyes widened slightly at the gentle touch of Freddie's hand on his thigh, and he swallowed nervously.

“Actually my second time" Craig laughed nervously. “I went home last time with a guy named Tyler, huge doberman." Freddie's eyes widened and he pulled his hand back and brought it to the side of his face in shock.

“You went home with Tyler?!?" Freddie gasped in shocked disbelief. “Oh honey, I'm surprised you had the nerve to come back after a night with that brute!" Freddie's hand returned to Craig's thigh and began gently rubbing, as if trying to comfort him after hearing about Tyler.

“Ah, it wasn't that bad!" Craig replied, slightly taken aback by Freddie's shock. “It was a bit of an adjustment at first, but by the end of the evening, I was actually enjoying it. He called it 'the anthro experience'." Craig chuckled.

“Oh my goodness, I'm surprised you aren't limping after a night with him!" Freddie exclaimed, looking over Craig with new appreciation after he seemed to shrug off having spent a night with Tyler. Freddie had seen Tyler pick up others and leave with them, but it was rare to see them in the club again afterwards. Tyler had a reputation as a rough lover, to which Craig could certainly attest to. Freddie had also seen Tyler leave with other anthros on occasion, but had never mustered up the courage to flirt with him. Freddie wasn't afraid of the rough stuff, but he had snuck a glimpse of what Tyler was packing at the urinal once, and it was intimidating to say the least. Craig must have buns of steel to have put up with that! Freddie thought to himself, his curiosity piqued by what else Craig might have…

“Did you have a chance to tour the amenities of the club last time you were here?" Freddie asked Craig, switching from rubbing his thigh, to squeezing it gently as he ran his hand up towards Craig's crotch, observing the fabric of his shorts growing tighter.

“Uh, I wasn't here very long last time" Craig said breathlessly, paralyzed by the fox's sharp blue eyed gaze, the erection in his shorts growing harder with each squeeze of Freddie's hand.

“Well why don't I show you?" Freddie invited, taking Craig's hand and pulling him up from the bar stool. The fox was only about 6ft tall, but compared to Craig's 5.7ft, seemed quite tall. With a smile and swish of his bushy tail, Freddie led Craig alongside the dance floor towards the back of the club. Craig was surprised when Freddie led him into the bathroom.

“Uh, no offense Freddie, but I've seen a bathroom before!" Craig said skeptically. Freddie merely laughed and continued dragging Craig behind him. The bathroom of The Cuddle Room didn't seem out of the ordinary at first. But then Craig noticed the size of the bathroom stalls, and how many of them there were. From behind the various closed doors he could hear moans of pleasure, heavy breathing, lewd slurping and the slick sounds of cocks sliding in and out of various orifices. The strong odor of musk and sex filled the air. Craig gawked at the situation as Freddie dragged him down the row of stalls until he came to an open door, indicating it wasn't occupied. The stall was much roomier than a normal bathroom stall, and Craig noticed the toilet seat was padded, instead of hard plastic. Also it was considerably cleaner than one might expect to find in a club. Freddie spun Craig in front of him, and sat him on the toilet seat. Craig's head spun for a moment, as he suddenly found himself seated, and looked around the stall curiously. It had the normal toilet paper dispenser you might find in any public toilet, but also mounted to the wall next to it was a liquid dispenser that appeared to contain lubricant. Also next to that was another smaller dispenser resembling a miniature version of the toilet paper dispenser, but instead had a roll of condoms in it. As Craig examined the stall, Freddie sat himself on Craig's leg, straddling it. Craig's attention immediately snapped back to the fox who leaned towards him and curled an arm around his neck as he ran his other hand up and down Craig's chest. The fox's musk was intoxicating as it filled Craig's nose. Freddie nearly purred as he gently rubbed Craig's chest, then leaned in to plant his lips on Craig's. The kiss was much different than any he had shared with Tyler. When Tyler kissed you, he dominated you, roughly mashing his lips against yours, then forcing his powerful tongue into your mouth. Freddie was the exact opposite. The gentle pressure of his lips, followed by a light swipe of the tongue, almost asking for permission to enter rather than battering down the gates. Craig sighed into the kiss, bringing his hand up to stroke Freddie's soft cheek fur. Parting his lips, Craig swiped his own tongue against Freddie's lips, inviting the fox's tongue into his mouth to join his. Freddie smiled as his long tongue slithered into Craig's mouth. Their tongues curled and rubbed together. Freddie's tongue was noticeably slimmer and not nearly as wide as Tyler's, but Craig enjoyed the sensation of the smaller tongue against his. As much as he enjoyed the feeling of Tyler's large tongue filling his mouth, it was nice not to have his tongue battered to the floor of his mouth while the doberman's tongue ran amuck in his mouth. Freddie also didn't force his tongue down Craig's throat as Tyler seemed to enjoy, not that the fox lacked the length to do so. Craig's erection strained almost painfully in his shorts as he fell into a blissful daze, but was startled out of it when Freddie took his lips away. Freddie's hand slid down Craig's chest, and into the waistband of his shorts. Craig groaned at the feel of Freddie's velvety soft hand encircling his cock. The fox growled approvingly at the feel of Craig's cock straining in his hand. Abruptly, Freddie slid his hand from Craig's shorts, much to Craig's disappointment, and stood up from straddling his leg. As Craig wondered what Freddie had in mind next, the fox crouched in front of him, sliding his hands up Craig's thighs, and hooking his fingers into the waistband of Craig's shorts. The fox grinned up at him mischievously. Craig hoisted himself up slightly, and Freddie eagerly slid Craig's shorts down his thighs, and over his knees to pool at his feet. Craig had specifically worn athletic shorts and no underpants as advised on forums he had read about The Cuddle Room. “Underpants will just slow things down. Sweatpants or athletic shorts are quicker to come off" had been the particular entry he had read, and was thankful he had taken the writer's advice. Freddie huffed eagerly as he brought his muzzle to Craig's groin and took a deep sniff. The fox loved the smell of a sweaty human crotch. Freddie's long tongue licked along and over his muzzle, and then taking Craig's cock in his soft hand, guided it into his muzzle. Craig moaned as he experienced his first anthro blowjob. The fox's long tongue wrapped around Craig's cock, gently squeezing it. Freddie loved the feel of Craig's cock in his mouth. Not too big, not too small, the perfect size in his opinion. After just a few seconds though, Freddie removed his mouth from Craig. Craig was again disappointed to be taken right to the brink then pulled rudely back before he could cum. The disappointment was short lived though. Freddie stood up, and quickly slid his own shorts off, and stepped out of them. Craig observed the snowy white fur of the fox's plump sheath, the tip of his cock already poking out and continuing to emerge as he watched. Freddie smiled as he reached over to the lube dispenser, squirting a dollop onto his fingers, then bringing them to his rump. Craig's heart beat faster, and sweat broke out on his brow as he heard the slick sounds of Freddie rubbing the lube onto and into his own asshole. Once finished, Freddie placed his hands on Craig's shoulders, and maneuvered himself over Craig's lap, pressing his groin against Craig's chest. Freddie's slick cock brushed briefly against his face. The fox looked down at Craig grinning, then squatted, reaching under himself to take Craig's cock in his still lube slickened hand, and lined it up with his asshole. Freddie lowered himself some more so that Craig's tip was firmly pressed against him. He could feel the fox's hole twitch eagerly against his equally eager cock. Without further delay, Freddie slowly lowered himself, putting his hand back on Craig's shoulder to balance himself and sighing with pleasure as Craig sank into him. Craig's mind exploded with pleasure. The fox's asshole gripped his cock tightly as it slowly almost torturously slid down it. The parts of his cock that weren't being squeezed tightly by Fred's backside were being rubbed by the impossibly soft fur between his asscheeks. The lewd sounds of Freddie's asshole greedily slurping Craig's cock deeper into him filled the stall. With a final grunt, the fox hilted himself on Craig, his soft furry rump resting on Craig's thighs. Freddie grinned at the comical expression of mind blowing pleasure on Craig's face. Freddie brought his hands up to Craig's face, and pulled him into another quick kiss. Craig shuddered at the exquisite tightness surrounding his cock, and brought his hands up and placed them on the fox's soft hips. Freddie brought his lips to Craig's ear.

“Are you just going to sit there, or do I have to do all the work myself?" Freddie whispered teasingly, then gave Craig's ear a lick. Craig shook himself out of his pleasure daze and thought back to the night at Tyler's, when he was in the same position as the fox was now. With a nervous grin, Craig hoisted Freddie up slightly and dropped him as he thrust his hips into him, causing the fox to bounce in his lap. Freddie cooed with pleasure as Craig repeated the motion. After a few thrusts, the fox placed his feet on the floor and held himself just above Craig's lap, as he continued thrusting into him, the man's balls bounced against the fox's soft fur with each thrust. Craig began breathing heavily as his orgasm approached. Freddie could sense it, and in response, clenched even tighter onto Craig's cock, causing him to grip Freddie's hips almost painfully tight as he erupted inside him. Craig sighed shudderingly, as Freddie leaned his forehead against his, panting at the feeling of Craig's hot semen painting his insides. Freddie reached over and snatched some toilet paper, holding it against his furry backside as he slowly raised himself off of Craig's cock, preventing semen from getting all over Craig's lap. The fox sighed as Craig's tip slipped from his backside with a quiet slurp. Freddie dropped the used toilet paper between Craig's legs into the toilet, and stroked the side of his face. Craig observed that the fox's cock had completely emerged from his sheath and was fully erect, the red flesh glistening, the plump knot bulging at its base. Freddie began to step away, but Craig reached up and grabbed him by the hips stopping him. The fox looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Craig felt he owed Freddie for the intense sexual experience he had just given him, and he intended to repay him in full. Craig pulled the fox closer, then reached up and took his firm slick cock in his hand. A smile crept across Freddie's muzzle, which quickly turned to a gasp as Craig eagerly pulled the fox's cock into his mouth. Craig again mentally compared this experience to the one he had with Tyler. Freddie's cock, well still quite large, but had nowhere near the thickness of Tyler's. It was nice not to have his tongue pinned to the bottom of his mouth by a giant cock. Craig took advantage of it, running his tongue along the fox's cock, curling it around the spade shaped tip, and along the shaft.

“Oh honey!" Freddie exclaimed, surprised and also greatly aroused by how eagerly Craig explored his cock with his tongue and mouth. The fox's hands clutched the side of Craig's head tightly when his tongue ventured down and ran across his knot that was gently pressed against Craig's lips. Craig opened his mouth even wider, and sucked on the knot at its entrance, plunging Freddie even deeper into ecstasy. The fox grunted and panted heavily at the sensation of powerful suction on his knot. It felt similar to that wonderful sensation of when he was sliding his knot into somebody, but instead of only lasting a brief moment as the knot popped through, Craig's sucking caused that sensation to last and last. Craig ran his hands over Freddie's back, stroking the soft fur poking through his fishnet top.

“Oh honey!" Freddie exclaimed again, even more loudly this time, throwing his head back in pleasure, his tongue dangled from the side of his muzzle. He stroked the sides of Craig's head roughly, tangling his fingers in his short hair as Craig continued sucking and licking at his knot. Before he could warn Craig, Freddie's orgasm crashed over him, and he shot his load into the man's mouth. Compared to the geyser Craig had taken from Tyler, it was much more manageable, and Craig rapidly swallowed the fox's semen. Freddie hunched over Craig's head, clutching it tightly and panting loudly. Finally, Craig released the cock from his mouth and Freddie practically collapsed into Craig's lap.

“I didn't know you were so talented!" Freddie panted, catching his breath. He pressed his lips to Craig and pulled him into a deep kiss. Gently, he slid his tongue into Craig's mouth, and caught a lingering taste of his own semen. Freddie pulled his lips away, curling an arm around Craig's neck, and nuzzled his muzzle against Craig's cheek.

“That was amazing, thank you Craig" Freddie said breathlessly.

“No, thank you Freddie, you're pretty amazing yourself!" Craig said with a grin, reaching up to stroke the fox's cheek.

“You're too kind" Freddie chuckled, almost embarrassed. The fox pulled himself to his feet, and reached down to pull his shorts back up. “I'm going to grab a drink, see you at the bar?"

“You bet, just gonna catch my breath for a sec, I'll see you there" Craig replied. Freddie smiled and turned and left, closing the door behind him. Craig closed his eyes and took a deep breath, replaying what just happened in his mind. He opened his eyes and grinned widely, standing up and pulling his shorts back up. He left the stall and approached the sinks to splash some water on his face. A wolf with black fur was further down washing his own hands, and gave him a sidelong glance and grinned.

“Sounds like you and Freddie were having a good time in there" The wolf said in a deep rumbling voice. “I don't think I've ever seen him so flustered!" The wolf laughed. Shaking the water off his hands, the wolf came over towards Craig, looking him over. Craig's eyes widened slightly as the wolf approached him, then leaned against the counter.

“Maybe sometime you and I could go in a stall" the wolf said to him softly, grinning toothily down at Craig. The wolf slid his hand across the counter to Craig's, and ran a furred digit across the back of it.

“Yea, that could be fun" Craig replied, chuckling nervously.

“I'll be around, come find me" the wolf said as he turned and left with a wave. Craig turned back to the sink, and splashed some cold water on his face. Looking in the mirror, he saw his hair was a mess from Freddie gripping his head. Craig laughed and wet his hands again and did his best to neaten up his hair a bit. As he left the bathroom to join Freddie, he stopped in his tracks in shock. Leaning against the bar talking to Freddie was Tyler. Craig's heart beat wildly in his chest, unsure what to do. As he stood frozen, the huge doberman turned his head and saw Craig standing by the bathroom. Tyler perked up and grinned upon seeing him, and beckoned him over. Freddie turned to see who Tyler was motioning to, and smiled nervously when he saw Craig coming over.

“Craig! It's good to see you!" Tyler called to Craig as he approached. “I knew I smelled you when I came in"

“Hey Tyler, how have you been?" Craig asked, managing somehow to not sound as nervous as he felt. He lightly flinched as Tyler's large hand clasped his shoulder, and pulled him towards him. The doberman leaned down, burying his muzzle in the crook of Craig's neck and shoulder and took a noisy sniff, that was followed by a slow rough lick. Craig couldn't help but shudder at the feel of that long wide tongue on his neck.

“Seems like you and Freddie had some fun tonight" Tyler said. “Can't blame you, I wouldn't mind tapping that myself!" Tyler turned his gaze to Freddie, causing a shiver to run down Freddie's spine.

“Hope you aren't mad Tyler" Craig said timidly, looking at Freddie in mild panic.

“Mad?!? Hell, I'm proud of you getting out there and getting some! I was half afraid I might have turned you off on anthros after our night together." Amazingly to Craig's ears, Tyler actually did sound proud, and smiled widely at Craig. Freddie and Craig shared a surprised glance.

“Join us for a drink Tyler?" Freddie offered, sounding almost cautious.

“Nah, but I have something else in mind if you're interested" Tyler said, leaning in and pulling Craig in between him and Freddie, then reaching his long muscular arm to encircle Freddie as well.

“How about we ditch this place and head back to mine?" Tyler asked quietly, looking back and forth between them eagerly to gauge their reaction. Craig looked at Freddie with an eyebrow raised in question. Freddie looked flustered to be put on the spot, but after a brief moment of consideration, nodded in agreement. If anything, Freddie found himself feeling protective of Craig, and didn't want to see him go off on his own with Tyler again. Tyler grinned widely at their response. Freddie stood up, and Tyler followed Craig and the fox as they headed towards the door. Freddie reached over and took Craig's hand, and Craig squeezed back comfortingly. Freddie was nervous to head to Tyler's place, knowing what the doberman had in mind, and having never been there before. The fox's perception of Tyler was that he was a bit of a meathead, and assumed housekeeping would be last on his list of priorities. Craig had been nervous at seeing Tyler at first, but now found himself actually eager at the prospect of another evening with him. As they left the club, Tyler grunted in annoyance at the absence of taxis at the taxi stand.

“Shit, no taxis. Only about a mile and a half, and it's a nice evening, why don't we walk?" Tyler suggested. Craig and Freddie agreed, and the three of them turned and began their walk to Tyler's. Craig walked between Freddie and Tyler, still holding Freddie's hand. As they walked Tyler draped his heavy arm over Craig's shoulders. There was no conversation, only the sounds of their footsteps. About a block from The Cuddle Room, they passed another club Craig had heard of but never actually seen or been to. The Empty Stomach. At the front door, an absolutely massive serpent naga sat atop his coiled body, huge scaled arms that made even Tyler's seem slim by comparison, were crossed over his chest. He observed people passing on the sidewalk, sometimes calling out to try to lure potential customers in. As the trio passed, the nagas' yellow eyes fell on them, and he called out to them.

“Looking for a new experience? Discounts for first timers, perfectly safe, nobody gets digested….unless that's what they want..." The naga pitched to them. Tyler held a hand up and shook his head.

“Sorry man, already got plans tonight" Tyler said to the naga. Craig leaned a little closer to Tyler and slipped an arm around Tyler's broad waist at the sight of the nagas' thick coils bunched beneath him, some thicker than Craig's body. In response to Craig leaning against him, Tyler's arm squeezed him a little tighter, almost as if afraid the naga might come for him. Craig felt a light shiver run through Tyler's body, even he seemed to be intimidated by the nagas' overwhelming size. Freddie had also moved closer to Craig, seeking comfort. Craig released the fox's hand and brought his arm around Freddie's waist, and Freddie slipped his arm Craig's back, hooking his hand under Craig's armpit. Craig let out a quiet sigh at the comfort of being firmly sandwiched between their two soft furred bodies.

“That guy gives me the fucking creeps" Freddie blurted out suddenly when they had passed out of earshot of the naga. Tyler looked over in surprise at Freddie's outburst.

“You've seen him before?" Tyler asked curiously. Freddie nodded. Craig looked up at Freddie's face as he spoke. Freddie gave a nervous laugh and nodded.

“A friend of mine actually managed to convince me to go in there with him once." Freddie said quietly. Tyler and Craig regarded Freddie with great interest as he recounted his experience.

Freddie couldn't believe he had let Marcus talk him into this. The fox's corgi friend Marcus dragged him eagerly down the sidewalk by his hand towards The Empty Stomach. The greeter by the front door that evening had been a tall hyena, who towered over Freddie and Marcus as they approached. The hyena looked down to regard the new arrivals, and a grin spread across his muzzle. The fox was one sexy potential customer, snowy white chest fur revealed by his open leather vest, and tight shorts that left little to the imagination. The short corgi with him wasn't bad either. The smaller ones were preferred customers, easier to swallow and regurgitate.

“Good evening gentleman, welcome to The Empty Stomach! New customers get a discount, perfectly safe, nobody gets digested… unless they want to…" The pitch used by the greeters to attract customers hadn't changed much over time. Freddie clutched Marcus' hand tightly, not at all pleased with himself for having agreed to this.

“Marcus, are you sure about this?" Freddie whispered to him with worry. They hyena grinned wider at Freddie's clear discomfort. Marcus was undeterred however.

“Cmon, let's go! Don't be a wimp! Can't hurt to look and see what it's all about!" Marcus cheerfully goaded him.

“Nothing happens without your consent, you are perfectly safe" The hyena assured them. A large glob of drool had formed at the corner of the hyena's muzzle, which he reached up and absently wiped away with his hand. The hyena reached over and opened the door, and gestured to them to enter. Freddie regarded the open door with growing fear. Beyond the door was a small dark alcove, and a slightly parted set of drapes preventing him from seeing much else. Quiet music and the murmur of voices drifted out. Freddie's hackles rose, and he would have bolted, but before he could, Marcus gripped his hand tightly and yanked him in.

“Cmon Freddie, let's go!" Marcus whined as he dragged the fox behind him. Despite his small short frame, Marcus was fearless as he plunged ahead, dragging Freddie behind him. The fox looked back and saw the hyena's grinning face as he closed the door behind them, another glob of drool had formed and dangled from his jaws as his face disappeared behind the closing door. Marcus plunged through the curtains, pulling Freddie with him, then stopped and gaped in amazement at the room before him. The large open room of The Empty Stomach was set up in aisles that contained large stalls. Some stalls had curtains drawn, but others were open, revealing their occupants.

“Wow!" Marcus gasped in excitement. He reached up and grabbed the side of Freddie's vest and pulled him down so he could whisper excitedly to him.

“I read about this! The stalls all have different types of anthros in them, the closed curtain means somebody is probably getting swallowed or regurgitated. Once they're swallowed though, it's not really up to them if the curtains are opened or closed! I heard some of them don't just swallow, apparently some can take you up their backsides!" The corgi giggled at the thought. Freddie however was still not amused to be there.

“Let's hurry this up Marcus, I don't like it here" Freddie whispered back furiously, his tail curled in between his legs in fear.

“Pfft, cmon Freddie, you heard the guy out front, it's all consensual!" Marcus did his best to reassure Freddie, starting to finally sense the fox's unease. But his excitement at being there was overwhelming. Marcus felt like a kid in a candy store, whereas Freddie felt like a kid in a haunted house.

“Look, we'll just go through the aisles and see real quick, then we can leave, ok?" Marcus assured Freddie, patting his arm.

“Fine! But let's make this quick" Freddie grumbled. His fear had somewhat subsided, coming in he had half expected to be swooped down upon and gobbled up. But since that hadn't happened, he reluctantly followed Marcus down the first aisle. As they walked down the first aisle, they both openly stared with amazement at the size of the anthros within. Neither of them remembered ever seeing anybody this large before. Freddie's curiosity was especially piqued when he realized most of them were naked, and his fear began to dwindle as he ogled the giant sized genitals of the various stall occupants. Freddie was particularly shocked that one stall they passed contained another fox, but this fox had to have been 15ft tall or more. The fox lounged in a large padded chair, with his leg thrown up on the arm rest. His massive sheath rested against his equally massive leg. To Freddie it appeared to be the size of a beanbag chair. The fox smirked at Freddie as he stopped and gaped. The giant fox slowly ran a finger as big as Freddie's arm across his sheath.

“Like what you see small stuff?" The giant fox asked in a deep rumbling voice. Freddie flinched at the fox's deep voice, and with a nervous grin continued down the aisle to catch up with Marcus, the giant fox's rumbling laughter following him. Marcus had stopped and was staring at a mountain of a giraffe, sitting in a large padded chair similar to the giant fox's, but even larger. The size of the giraffe put the giant fox to shame. The giraffe regarded the small corgi with a smile as he rubbed his bloated belly, which must have contained a “customer." As Freddie and Marcus watched, an imprint of a small hand stretched out the flesh of the giraffe's stomach from within, then sank back out of sight. The giraffe's long dark tongue lazily slithered from his mouth and across his muzzle and disappeared back into his mouth as he regarded the newcomers. The tongue had been as wide as Freddie's torso, its length could only be imagined. The fox shivered wondering what it would feel like sliding across, and maybe around his body. Marcus' eyes bulged in amazement at the giraffe, unable to tear his eyes away. The giraffe chuckled at the corgi's rapt attention. Bending over, the giraffe plucked a business card from his side table and extended his arm out to Marcus to offer it to him. Eyes still fixed on the giraffe, he absent mindedly took it from between the fingers of the hand that was almost as big as him.

“Good evening, my name's Alexander. I'm currently entertaining a client right now, but if you would be interested in setting up an appointment, I'm always interested in expanding my customer base" the giraffe said to Marcus in an impossibly deep purring voice. As Alexander rubbed his hand across his massive belly, the flesh briefly rippled again from movement inside. The giraffe's tongue made another brief appearance, washing over his lips, then retreated again.

“Thank you, I'll keep it in mind" Marcus said dreamily, unable to tear his eyes away.

“If you'll excuse me, my client has just indicated he is ready to come out, have a pleasant evening" Alexander said as he reached over and slid the curtain closed. A noise similar to a cat trying to cough up a hairball began to come from behind the curtain, and Freddie and Marcus quickly continued down the aisle, as it was not particularly enjoyable to listen to. At the next set of stalls, Freddie stopped in shock. The stall on his right was occupied by somebody he knew. Murray, the giant white polar bear that sometimes worked as bouncer at The Cuddle Room.

“Murray?!?" Freddie blurted out in surprise. Murray had been sitting and rubbing his belly absentmindedly, and seemed startled to hear his name.

“Freddie? What are you doing here? I wouldn't have thought you would be into this kind of stuff!" Murray said, as Freddie came closer.

“You work here?" Freddie asked, still shocked to see the polar bear here. Murray grinned nervously and rubbed his stomach again, almost appearing to blush beneath his white fur.

“Well, gotta pay the bills somehow, and the pay here is pretty good." Murray explained. Freddie was still in disbelief.

“So, you swallow people for money? Have you ever…digested somebody?" Freddie asked with morbid fascination. Marcus' ears perked up at the question, he was also immediately curious.

“Well, I did once, and the pay for something like that is incredible, but I just didn't feel right about it. Plus having to pass the bones after, not exactly pleasant." Murray said with a grimace, almost looking ashamed by it.

“Well, I guess if that's what they..OOF!" Freddie was cut off mid sentence when a thick scaly tail suddenly coiled around his waist and yanked him into the stall across from Murray's. As he was pulled back into the stall, he was spun so that thick coils could wrap across his chest, and the tip of the tail curled lightly around his neck. Once Freddie regained his senses, he found himself face to face with a giant serpent naga. Freddie's arms hadn't been bound by the thick coils and he reached up to yank at the coil around his neck, but it didn't budge.

“Let go of me!" Freddie yelled angrily, but also fearfully. The thick coils tightened slightly and the fox gasped as the air was squeezed from him, but only momentarily, and he wheezed in relief as the coils loosened slightly.

“You're one tasty looking fox" the naga said to Freddie in a gurgling voice that sounded like it was straight from a nightmare. Freddie stared into the unblinking golden yellow eyes, and froze in fear, the naga's head was so big, Freddie could have lounged in his mouth, not that he wanted to. A tongue as long and wide as Freddie's arm slithered form between the nagas lips and slid across the fox's upper body, under his chin and across his muzzle before retracting, leaving a trail of saliva behind it. Freddie's muzzle wrinkled in disgust at the foul odor of the nagas breath and saliva. The naga leaned back, watching in amusement as Freddie resumed his futile struggles against his thick coils.

“I got a special for you foxy, free swallow if you take a ride on one of these" the naga gurgled, as he ran a thick taloned finger along his genital slit. Freddie gasped at the sight of the two massive cocks that began to slide free from it.

“Trust me, it's a ride you'll never forget!" The naga laughed, as one of the twin cocks wound around his finger in a display of their prehensile abilities. Freddie's jaw dropped open, and may have even been tempted by the writhing cocks if they hadn't been almost as thick as his thigh. Marcus watched in terror, his eyes bulging above his hands that were jammed against the sides of his muzzle. The corgi immediately regretted convincing Freddie to come in here.

“You'll have to wait for the swallow part though, I've got a customer at the moment." the naga grinned sinisterly as he ran a hand along a twitching bulge in one of his coils. The twitching of the bulge almost looked to become more frantic as the enormous hand stroked it. Freddie trembled, convinced with terror that he was about to join the writhing bulge in the naga's belly.

“Axel! Let him go, you know the rules! No touching unless they give consent!" Murray had crossed from his stall and stood menacingly at the entrance of the nagas stall, his teeth bared, glaring at him angrily. Murray would have never stood a chance against the naga, but that he would even try endeared him to Freddie. Axel sighed deeply and rolled his eyes.

“Fine" the naga said sulkily, and his coils slipped off of and slid down Freddie's body, who quickly scrambled away once he was free. Freddie quickly hid himself behind Murray, peering around the bear's massive bulk back at Axel fearfully.

“They're gonna fire your ass if you keep that shit up!" Murray warned, as he turned, putting a large comforting hand on Freddie's shoulder and leading him back to the relative safety of his stall.

“Are you ok Freddie? That guys a fucking asshole" Murray said spitefully.

“I'm ok, thank you for coming to my rescue" Freddie said to Murray, again hugging his arms along his enormous side. The hug was short lived though, as Freddie flinched back when he felt the flesh of Murray's belly press back against him. A brief imprint of a hand swam to the surface pressing against the side of Murray's belly from the inside where Freddie had just been hugging him. The fox shuddered again.

“Let's go, I've had enough!" Freddie snapped angrily at Marcus, grabbing his hand and dragging him away.

“Thank you again Murray" Freddie said over his shoulder as he led Marcus away.

“The offer still stands foxy!" The naga called after him as he left, chuckling darkly. Freddie hunched his shoulders and dragged Marcus even faster. The curtain of the Alexander's stall was open again as they passed, and Marcus gave the giraffe a flirty wave as they passed. Alexander grinned as they passed, thinking he might have a new customer soon. The hyena at the front door jumped in surprise as Freddie threw it open.

“Hope you had a good time boys" the hyena called after them as they left. Freddie ignored him, and continued roughly dragging Marcus with him. The sounds of the hyenas' high pitched giggling laughter rang out behind them.

“It all happened about a month ago, and that's why I fucking hate that naga" Freddie finished his story. They had stopped walking after putting some distance between them and The Empty Stomach. Craig and Tyler had listened with rapt fascination to Freddie's story. Tyler's eyes were wide and his mouth was slightly agape as he pictured it in his head. Freddie put his hand over his face, and trembled in fear at the memories. Craig approached him and hugged him tightly. Freddie gave a brief sob as he wrapped his arms around Craig and leaned his muzzle against him. The fox flinched in surprise as Tyler placed his huge hand on his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“If that asshole ever comes near you well I'm around, I'll make him fucking regret it." Tyler said with a low growl, an intensely serious look on his face. Freddie lifted his head and smiled at Tyler, putting his hand on top of the doberman's where it rested on his shoulder.

“That is so sweet of you Tyler, but I would never want you to have to go up against that monster for me" Freddie's voice cracked as he spoke. Tyler nodded and smiled, secretly hoping it would never come to him going up against that beast.

“It's not much further to my place, let's get going" Tyler said, and the three of them continued down the sidewalk, Tyler and Freddie's arms draped around Craig's shoulders between them as they walked. A short time later they arrived at The Heritage building. Freddie was impressed, he had never expected someone like Tyler would live somewhere so nice. The fox's opinion of the large doberman continued to improve. Tyler led them through the lobby to the elevator and they rode to the third floor. At his apartment door, Tyler dug out his keys and let them in. When he flipped on the lights, Freddie had the same reaction as Craig when seeing Tyler's apartment for the first time.

“Oh wow Tyler! This is gorgeous!" Freddie gushed, his eyes wide with surprise. The apartment was immaculately neat. The furniture was high quality, and thoughtfully arranged. Freddie walked through the living room, taking in everything, running his hand along the back of the leather sofa.

“Have a seat guys, I'll grab some beers. Think we could all use one" Tyler said as he headed into the kitchen. Craig and Freddie took a seat together on the soft leather couch. The fox slid himself closer to Craig, putting an arm around his shoulders.

“Thanks for listening to my story guys, it was nice to get it off my chest" Freddie sighed, gently rubbing Craig's arm.

“Did your friend ever go back? Sounded like he was pretty interested in that stuff" Craig asked, and felt Freddie stiffen next to him. Freddie lowered his head.

“Marcus told me he ended up making an appointment with that giraffe, and I gotta say, I can't blame him. Even though that wasn't my kinda scene, that giraffe was fucking hot! Freddie exclaimed. Just thinking about that giraffe again caused a stirring in his sheath, and he reached down and readjusted himself.

“The last text I got from Marcus, he told me he was on his way to his appointment. But that's the last I, or anybody else has heard from him." Freddie sighed sadly. “Nobody knows what happened to him." Tyler stood listening from the kitchen door, his eyes wide, the beers in his hands momentarily forgotten. With a brief shudder, he came back to himself and brought the beers to Craig and Freddie. After handing out the beers, he plopped his massive frame down beside Craig. Craig leaned against the Dobermans broad side. Smiling, Tyler draped his long arm across both Craig and Freddie's shoulders, giving them a light sideways hug. Craig raised his beer in front of him, and Freddie and Tyler clinked their bottles against it. They drank the beers quietly, all thinking about Freddie's story. When Tyler finished his beer, he let out a loud resounding belch.

“Geez Tyler!" Freddie exclaimed and laughed, breaking the tension.

“Sorry!" Tyler apologized, covering his muzzle with his hand. Craig chuckled between them.

“I brought you guys back here to fool around, but I don't want to force anybody. Got to admit Freddie, your story kinda bummed me out a little, no offense" Tyler said, contemplating the empty beer bottle in his hand. Freddie smiled, and reached over to squeeze the doberman's thick thigh reassuringly.

“None taken Tyler" Freddie assured him. “But seeing as how we made the trip…" the fox trailed off, giving Craig and Tyler a sly grin.

“I'm game! I can't stop thinking about our night together Tyler" Craig said from where he was snugly squished between them.

“Well then! What are we waiting for?" Tyler grinned eagerly as he pulled himself up from the couch, and beckoned them to follow him. Freddie smiled back, standing up, then offering his hand to Craig and pulling him up. The trio headed to Tyler's bedroom, eagerly anticipating what was to come. Tyler flipped on the light, and Freddie checked out the doberman's bedroom, again impressed by how neat and clean everything was, especially approving of the huge bed that dominated the room.

“Well, what's the plan?" Freddie asked, as he stripped off his fishnet top, and slid his shorts down, undressing himself quickly. Craig and Tyler wasted no time in doing the same, following Freddie's lead. Freddie's eyes wandered over Tyler's heavily muscled body greedily, the huge doberman was usually pretty scantily clad at the club, not leaving too much to the imagination, but seeing him completely naked was breathtaking. The fox's eyes widened as they were immediately drawn to the massive sheath that put his own to shame. As Freddie examined Tyler, the doberman did the same to him, looking over the slim fox's body. Freddie's muscles were well defined by the virtue of him having almost no fat on his body, and he liked what he saw.

“I don't want to sound weird, but, I think I'd like to watch you two have a go" Tyler said, almost shyly. Freddie grinned, and looked at Craig, who nodded his agreement to the proposal. Taking Craig's hand, Freddie tugged him towards the bed. Tyler took a seat in a chair in the corner of the room, and watched eagerly. Craig and Freddie sat on the edge of the bed. The fox reached up and slipped his hand behind Craig's head, pulling him into a kiss. Craig sighed with pleasure at the feel of the fox's lips and tongue, and ran his hand through Freddie's luxurious white chest fur. Freddie placed his other hand on the man's chest, and slid it down until it was on Craig's groin, and began to gently fondle him. Taking Freddie's lead, Craig moved his own hand down, and began exploring the fox's sheath. Taking a cue from what he had learned with Tyler, Craig ran his thumb around the rim of the sheath's opening, then slowly pushed his thumb in. Freddie's eyes widened in surprise, and he moaned into the kiss. Craig continued to impress Freddie with the ways he found to pleasure him. Craig stiffened in Freddie's velvety hand, and the tip of the fox's cock began pressing against Craig's thumb, forcing him to withdraw it so that the pointed tip could emerge. He shifted his hand to encircle the slick shaft as more of it slid free from Freddie's sheath. The pair pulled away from their kiss, and moved to reposition themselves on the bed.

“Tyler hon, do you have a towel we can put down? I'd hate it if we made a mess on your lovely bed spread" Freddie asked. Tyler perked up, and heaved himself from his seat and came over to retrieve his special clean up towel from under the bed and held it out to Freddie. Freddie caught a whiff of the mingled odors on the towel, and grimaced at the power odors emanating from it.

“Ooof, Tyler, that thing stinks! Do you have a clean one?" Freddie asked. Tyler had an almost comical expression of hurt on his face.

“I washed it!" Tyler protested. The doberman loved the smell of the towel, it had been used to wipe up the semen from many of his previous lovers, and the odors were deeply ingrained in its fibers. With a sigh, Tyler opened a drawer in his dresser and fished out a clean towel and handed it to Freddie. He supposed maybe it was time to start a new clean up towel. Freddie thanked him and spread the towel across Tyler's bed. The doberman retook his seat in the corner, the tip of his cock beginning to emerge from his sheath.

“I don't suppose you might have some lube?" Freddie enquired. Tyler nodded and pointed to the bedside table on Craig's side. After the issues he had had knotting Craig, eventually resorting to soap to lube himself up to 'seal the deal', he had picked up a bottle. Generally Tyler's tongue was more than enough to lubricate his lovers, but he had learned with Craig that sometimes saliva just wasn't enough. Craig slid the drawer open, and took out the small bottle. Freddie held his hand out, expecting he would pass it to him, but instead Craig squirted a dollop on his fingers, and reached behind himself to spread it onto and into his asshole. Freddie was almost always a bottom, which he didn't mind in the least, but the prospect of being on top for a change got his blood pumping with anticipation. Craig placed the bottle back on the stand, then laid on his side, sliding his back against the fox's furry chest. Tyler watched from his chair in the corner, massaging his sheath, more of his cock emerging in excitement of the show to come.

“Whenever you're ready" Craig said over his shoulder to Freddie. The fox smiled, and slipped his arm around Craig, rubbing his chest with his velvety hand. Freddie brought his muzzle to Craig's cheek, and gave it a lick. Taking his own cock in hand, the fox lined himself up with Craig's asshole, slipping the tip against it. Craig took a deep breath in anticipation, his asshole twitched eagerly against the fox's tip. Gently, Freddie began to slide himself in, sighing in pleasure as Craig's slick hole clamped tightly against him. Craig grunted with pleasure as Freddie slowly fed his length into him. Tyler's cock was much larger than Freddie's, and the feel of the fox's smaller, but still considerable cock filling him was fantastic. Tyler's cock had been so large that Craig had been stretched to his limit, and maybe a little beyond. But with Freddie, there was still some room to spare, and the ability to clench onto Freddie brought him a new source of pleasure. Freddie's hand slid down Craig's chest to surround Craig's cock with its exquisite softness, and the man moaned as the fox began to slowly stroke him, as he gently thrusted into him. The gentleness of Freddie's love making was a stark contrast to Tyler's rough thrusting. Freddie's knot gently bumped against Craig's ass, but unlike Tyler, he didn't attempt to force it in. Also it wasn't the size of a baseball like Tyler's, maybe half the size by the feel of it as it kissed his entrance.

“I don't know if you've been knotted before, but I can assure you, it feels great if you'd like to try it" Freddie whispered into Craig's ear. Craig turned his head and smiled at Freddie.

“If I can take Tyler's knot, I have a feeling your's shouldn't be any trouble!" Craig replied to Freddie. The fox's eyes widened and he involuntarily gasped in amazement.

“You took HIS knot?" Freddie sputtered in shock, looking at Tyler in the corner. Tyler grinned back at him, and ran his hand over the baseball sized knot they were talking about. The doberman had been gently stroking himself the whole time, and was fully erect from watching Craig and Freddie's love making.

“Well, if you can take that, mine is going to be a walk in the park!" Freddie laughed. “If you're sure then, here it comes." With a firm, yet gentle thrust, Freddies knot began to slide into Craig, and they both felt the signature popping sensation as it squeezed through. They both sighed almost simultaneously at the pleasure they both experienced. Craig at the feeling of the fullness, and Freddie at the pressure on his most sensitive part. Freddie slid his other arm under Craig's neck, rubbing his chest with one hand, well continuing to slowly stroke him with the other. The fox began gently licking Craig's cheek as he resumed slowly thrusting. The stimulation was almost overwhelming to Craig. The licking, thrusting and stroking drove him to the brink, but he did his best to resist going over, hoping to extend the bliss he was feeling. Craig turned his head into Freddie's muzzle, catching the fox's tongue with his lips, pulling him into a deep kiss. Freddie eagerly lapped inside Craig's mouth, sliding his tongue against his. Craig moaned around Freddie's tongue as his orgasm finally hit him like a truck, and his load gushed across the towel laid underneath them. The smell of Craig's semen wafted into Freddie's nose, and the fox groaned, and with a final frim thrust, he released his own load into Craig. Craig slowly rubbed his stomach as the warmth from Freddie's load filled him. The fox pulled his tongue from Craig's mouth, and laid his muzzle against the man's cheek, basking in the pleasure. After a moment, Freddie's knot began to soften, and he gently slid himself from Craig, a small dribble of semen trickled from his backside. Freddie ducked down, and gave a few quick licks through Craig's ass cheeks, cleaning up some of the mess, but didn't delve deeper as Tyler might have done. Craig rolled over to face the fox, and pulled him into another hug, Freddie folded his soft arms around the man, returning the firm hug.

“You're something else Freddie" Craig sighed.

“You're pretty damn good yourself!" Freddie replied, surprised that for someone who's first anthro sex had been with Tyler, Craig could be such a reciprocal lover. Freddie glanced over to the corner where Tyler was panting slightly, and still gently stroking himself. Freddie grinned mischievously and beckoned to him with a curled finger. Tyler stopped stroking and his eyes widened eagerly at Freddie's invitation. Well the doberman's tastes in sexual desires was generally for humans, he also bedded an anthro here and there on occasion. Freddie was one such anthro that Tyler would have liked to bed, but the fox had always spurned his advances. It looked like his chance had finally come.

“Scoot honey" Freddie said to Craig, gently patting him on the bottom. “I think a seat just opened up in the corner" the fox said with a grin. The doberman stood up, giving Craig a pat on the shoulder as he sat down in the seat Tyler had just vacated. Freddie got up onto his hands and knees, and repositioned himself at the edge of the bed. The fox looked over his shoulder at Tyler, grinning seductively as he flicked his bushy tail up to reveal his pink pucker nestled in a bed of white fur. Tyler's heart sped up at the sight before him as he approached. The doberman gently grasped the base of Freddie's tail, and brought his nose between the furry white cheeks and took a deep sniff. Tyler pulled his muzzle back, and his tongue lolled from his mouth as he savored the delightful musky odor of Freddie's backside. Tyler had wanted this for a long time, and he meant to savor it. Returning his muzzle to the fox's back side, Tyler's long tongue snaked out and he took a long slow lick from Freddie's balls to the base of his tail. The fox gasped and shivered at the feeling of the long wide tongue licking firmly against him. Freddie had often seen the doberman's tongue in action at the club when he was working somebody over with it, and had to admit, even fantasized on more than one occasion about being the one being licked by it. Craig let out a shaky breath where he sat in the corner, his cock beginning to stiffen again. Watching Tyler's tongue in action was almost as exciting as being the one being licked by it. Watching the long tongue unfurl over and over again against Freddie's backside was unbelievably hot. Tyler closed his eyes as he continued to take long, slow, firm licks across Freddie's rump. Freddie began to pant lightly, his own cock beginning to stiffen again at the feel of the massive tongue slithering through his rump. After a few more long slow licks, Tyler got to work on Freddie's asshole. Rather than just forcing his tongue straight through and in as he might have done for others who had been in Freddie's position, he actually took his time and gently prodded at the fox's opening, slowly working the tip of his tongue against the twitching hole. Freddie did his best to relax, but his heart was pounding like a drum in his chest from the doberman's intense licking. Tyler grinned as he licked when he heard the fox taking multiple deep breaths in an attempt to calm down. Finally, he felt the fox's hole begin to relax and loosen under his constant prodding, and his tongue began to slide into Freddie. The fox let out a sharp cry of pleasure as the long thick tongue slipped into him. It was bigger than some of the cocks he had taken, and was oh so pleasurable due to its softness and mobility. Craig moaned softly from the corner where he watched, stroking his rapidly hardening cock. Watching Tyler feed inch after inch of his tongue into Freddie's backside was unforgettable. The fox's head hung down as he was wracked with pleasure, the blankets on Tyler's bed were bunched tightly in his grip. After a few moments of deep licking, Tyler withdrew his tongue with a noisy slurp, and stood up. Freddie was still trembling so hard from the pleasure of Tyler's deep rimming, it took a second to realize the doberman's long tongue was gone from his backside. Freddie looked back to see Tyler standing with his cock in his hand, precum ran slowly from its tip.

“Ready Freddie?" Tyler asked, and chuckled at his unintentional rhyme. Freddie's eyes widened slightly at the sight of the doberman's massive cock, but nodded to Tyler to indicate he was. Tyler nodded back, and brought his tip to the fox's hole, still glistening from his saliva. Freddie gritted his teeth and braced himself when he felt the massive tip pressed against him, it felt bigger than anything he had taken before. Based on Tyler's reputation, he expected that the doberman was going to roughly slide his cock into him in one go, but was surprised when Tyler slowly slid the tip into him, then paused to give the fox a chance to adjust. Freddie moaned softly as Tyler slid a little more into him. Once the tip was firmly in, Freddie felt the doberman's massive hands on his hips, and Tyler slowly pulled Freddie against him.

“Doing ok Freddie?" Tyler asked, actually sounding concerned. Freddie nodded without saying a word, so Tyler slowly fed a few more inches into him, taking his time. It was a new experience for Tyler, in the past he would roughly thrust himself into his lovers, but after watching Freddie and Craig's slower, more intimate lovemaking and how much pleasure they took from each other, he decided to try things differently. He was glad he did, taking it slower both prolonged and increased the pleasure. Freddie took long slow breaths as the doberman's cock continued to slowly slide into him. The intense pressure felt fantastic, and Freddie was thankful that Tyler hadn't decided to roughly hilt himself. Freddie found himself wondering what it had been like for Craig, glancing at him where he sat in the corner watching. The man in question watched as the huge doberman slowly fed himself into the smaller fox. His experience had been much different, but it seemed Tyler had turned over a new leaf, and Craig found himself eager to experience the doberman again at a slower, more relaxed pace if the opportunity presented itself. Freddie's cock grew harder with each inch of the doberman that slid into him. Tyler grunted as his knot bumped against Freddie. Rather than try to force his knot through though, he instead began thrusting gently, being careful not to smash his knot into the fox's backside. The fox's tail tickled the doberman's chest as he continued thrusting. Freddie panted heavily as the doberman's massive cock gently pistoned inside him, the knot gently bumping against him. Tyler's balls smacked gently against the fox's with each thrust. The slower paced lovemaking began to appeal greatly to Tyler. Rather than rushing to orgasm, thrusting wildly, taking it slow made the build up all the more exquisite, and his tongue lolled from the side of his muzzle as he panted. Each time Tyler's knot gently bumped against Freddie's backside, the fox found himself wanting it inside him more and more. It was huge, but he felt he could take it.

“Tyler" Freddie panted. “Do it, I want your knot in me" Tyler paused in his thrusting, and cocked his head at Freddie.

“Are you sure?" the doberman asked with uncertainty. Tyler could already tell that he was stretching Freddie to his limits, but the idea of knotting him certainly appealed to him. Without a word, Freddie reached over to the bedside table and snatched the bottle of lube, tossing it over his shoulder to Tyler, who snatched it from the air with one hand.

“Do it!" Freddie demanded again. Tyler nodded, and squirted a dollop of lube onto his knot, rubbing it completely across its surface. He dropped the bottle of lube on the bed, and gripped Freddie's hips again.

“Get ready" Tyler warned him. Instead of violently punching his knot through as he normally would have, he gently and firmly pulled Freddie's hips toward him. The doberman's massive knot began to squeeze into Freddie's opening. Freddie gritted his teeth tightly, and hissed in discomfort at the feeling of the massive knot working its way in. Then, with an audible pop that even Craig could hear from where he sat, it was in. Tyler groaned loudly from the overwhelming pleasure. Sliding his knot in slowly rather than just punching it through had felt like nothing he could have imagined. Freddie slumped, sprawling his upper body onto the bed, the intense pleasure overcoming him. The massive knot filling his back side was the most stimulating experience of his life. Tyle resumed his slow thrusting, which with his knot in, were much shorter thrusts. The fox grunted with each one, and after only a few of them, Freddie's load spilled out onto the towel under him. After only a few more thrusts, Tyler gripped Freddie's hips tightly as his own orgasm hit him, one of the most powerful of his life. Freddie gasped loudly at the amount of semen Tyler pumped into him, he felt like he was overflowing with it. The fox bent his head and looked at his stomach, and was shocked to see it appeared to have swollen slightly. It felt like Tyler would never stop filling him, but eventually his orgasm came to an end. With a deep shuddering sigh, Tyler slowly and gently slid himself from the fox's backside, his knot deflating after his powerful orgasm. The doberman's cock slid free with a quiet slurping sound. A steady flow of semen ran from Freddie's gaping hole, and dripped onto the towel below him. The doberman eyed the fox's dripping hole and licked his chops. Cleanup was one of his favorite parts of love making. Freddie panted heavily as he laid on the bed with his rump still up in the air, the cool air on his gaping hole was refreshing. Then his eyes bulged as he felt Tyler's tongue slide against it, scooping up the trail of semen dribbling down his taint. Assuming that was the end of it, Freddie gasped sharply when the tongue returned, and gently ventured back into the fox's asshole. In the corner, the lewd slurping sounds of the doberman's giant tongue were enough to send Craig into his second orgasm. He pressed his legs together to prevent his spurting semen from getting on Tyler's chair. Freddie's loud passionate moans competed with the lewd slurping of Tyler's tongue. The fox's hole spasmed and clenched on Tyler's tongue as he cleaned him thoroughly. Freddie's cock was already rock hard again, and Tyler reached his massive hand around and gripped it, stroking it gently. Freddie's eyes rolled up into his head as a second orgasm immediately hit him, and he fully slumped forward onto the bed, his rump dropped away from Tyler's still licking tongue.

“Oh my god Tyler" Freddie moaned. “If I had known you were so good with that tongue of yours, I would have let you take me home a long time ago!" Tyler chuckled, bringing his hand to his muzzle, his long tongue licking Freddie's semen from it. The doberman reached down and rolled Freddie on to his back. The fox's groin and belly were sticky from where he collapsed into his own semen. Tyler eagerly leaned down and began licking Freddie's crotch and stomach, cleaning the semen from them. Freddie's mind was swimming from sensory overload. He reached down and gripped the doberman's pointed ears as that long tongue cleaned him. The fox's cock twitched slightly, but after two powerful orgasms, it was worn out. Tyler slid the towel out from under him, and folded it up and placed it aside.

“You got another towel Tyler? I uh, kinda got a mess over here" Craig called from the corner. The doberman turned and chuckled when he saw the pool of semen in Craig's lap.

“I see you liked the show" Tyler commented as he walked over to Craig and crouched down in front of him. The doberman leaned forward and ran his tongue through the semen that had pooled between Craig's clenched together legs. Craig shuddered at the feeling of the long soft tongue against him. After his legs were clean, Tyler ran his tongue along Craig's crotch and stomach, cleaning up what he could find there, but most had gone onto his legs. Tyler then slipped a hand behind Craig's head and pulled him into a kiss. Tyler's large tongue slid against Craig's lips, which eagerly opened to accept it, and he rubbed his hands along the doberman's thick neck. Rather than rampaging through Craig's mouth, Tyler gently slid his tongue against Craig's, giving him an after taste of his own semen, then withdrew it.

“Well Craig, I think we might need to go check on Freddie, he might have had a sex stroke" Tyler joked. Freddie laughed weakly from where he lay on his back on Tyler's bed. The doberman scooped up Craig and tossed him on the bed next to the still panting fox. Freddie rolled toward the man and curled an arm around Craig's shoulders, and Craig ran his hand along Freddie's soft belly fur, noticing his stomach seemed to be slightly bloated. Tyler climbed into the bed with them, sandwiching Craig between him and Freddie.

“I thought that went pretty well, how about you guys?" Tyler said with a grin.

“I couldn't agree more" Freddie said, still sounding out of breath. Craig said nothing, but nodded in agreement with a smile.

“Normally I could go a few more times, but you two seem pretty worn out" Tyler said, running his large soft hand down Craig's chest. Craig was well aware that Tyler's stamina was endless, but Freddie did indeed look pretty worn out.

“How about we call it an evening, there's always tomorrow morning" Craig suggested, running a hand along the short soft fur of Tyler's muscular chest.

“Until tomorrow then" Tyler said grinning, and reached over and flipped off the lights.

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Thank you for reading! If you are curious about what happened to Marcus, you'll be glad to know that I have a story in the works about it. I hope to have it posted within a couple weeks. The title I'm working with now is "What Happened to Marcus?" but it could change, keep an eye out for it.